Epilogue:

The Prophecy

A/N: Read, Review, and Enjoy! This is the last chapter - and it's REALLY REALLY short! There is a reason for that, and a reason for me not adding it and the last chapter together. This is supposed to be significant.

As I said before, there will be a sequel in the coming months to this fan-fiction. The sequel will not be based off of emotional relationships as this one has been, but based off of another War. It was consist mainly of battles, hardships, alliances, death, and a lot of Astrology/Astronomy. It will be greatly detailed and I am greatly researching outside subjects (like the above mentioned), to make the sequel absolutely perfect.

So please, enjoy this last rather short chapter! And thanks to all my reviewers, I love you guys!!

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It was a hot spring evening. Harry and Draco lay asleep wrapped in one another in their new house, just outside of Cambridge. Between running both of their business, meeting with friends, press confereneces that Harry still had to deal with even though it had almost been a year since he was revealed to the Wizarding World and over five months since he got married to Draco, they were both exhausted by the end of the day.

Draco was usually a light sleeper, but tonight as the air was thick and hot he slept soundly as Harry began to thrash around.

The brunette's faded scar began to throb painfully, something he hadn't felt in many years. He groaned in his sleep and released his husband, only to turn onto his side and flip back onto his back, pain shot through his head but he didn't wake. Instead of fell into a trance, his brow furrowed and sweat began to bead down his forehead.

There was some sort of nothingness. Everything was dark, black, and Harry was shrouded in the middle of it all. He couldn't even see his two hands that he extended out in front of him. Suddenly a light came into view and he walked towards it, he heard a voice calling to him that was unfamiliar.

It was a female voice, but it sounded rough and almost like a growl from deep within the speakers throat. Harry got closer to the light, he was running at it now and suddenly he felt himself falling. He seemed to land on something soft, he snapped open his eyes to view something absolutely horrorific.

He looked behind himself to see Hogwarts, the untouched castle bathing in the moonlight. And then in front of himself stood the Forbidden Forest, the trees burnt down, the grass charred to its very roots, Hagrid's Hut was a pile of ash. Harry's eyes looked across the entire horizon, smoke still rose into the sky as whatever was left was still burning bright in the night.

That same voice spoke up once more, this time much more clearly and Harry listened intently, his emerald eyes never leaving the terrifying sight before him.

"The one who was Chosen unwillingly shall come forward again.

With his blood and sword in hand he shall bring forth an army;

On two feet he will lead those of four legs into battle,

He shall be the only one with two-legs amongst the field.

In the Northern land their blades will clash loudly together,

Under the watched stars, the great Beast will fall.

Without the Pure ones cry, the Light shall not succeed.

The blood of the mate must be spilt to bring victory-

Without sacrifice, the stars will not allow the sun to rise.

The Draio will be torn between Light and Darkness,"

Harry was shaken awake, he snapped upwards and glanced widely at a worried looking Draco who had finally woken up due to all the thrasing. "Love, what's wrong?" the blonde asked blearily.

"I-I had a dream...a nightmare...not even," Harry whispered, gathering his thoughts and wits. Then he hissed in pain, his hand coming to his scar.

"Your scar hurts?" Draco asked, clearly concerned and confused.

"Yeah, it hasn't done that since...since, Voldemort,"

"Why would it hurt?"

"It only ever hurt whenever I was near him or having prophetic...Merlin. Draco, I just think I had a prophecy," Harry turned to his huband seriously and went over the words he had heard just moments earlier in his 'dream'.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked, nervous in the dark as he pulled his lovers body towards him, holding Harry who was stiffened.

"Draco..." Harry whispered, his voice falling off.

"Yes? What is it?"

"I'm scared,"